Thank you so much! :-)
Of course, the nature of the missing changes. At first, grief is remorseless and soul eating. Debilitating.
But that’s a process, and I hope for most, a finite one.
When I indulge in grief these days, it’s almost always a CHOICE, a sort of nostalgic journey that feels happy and sad at the same time. Without the tears, the joy wouldn’t have as much meaning.
If I’m making any sense.